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**beagleboy** · 06-02-2012, 00:21

Fucking little cunts they are - ticks that is. Warrie time - I've got a nice little scar on my back (against backbone) from one of the cunts. Current doctrine (Aust Army) is to 'buddy up' and get your mate to remove said critter with a pair of tweezers, ensuring that the head is properly 'grabbed' then twist, doesn't mater CW or CCW, just twist. Then apply Betadine et al.

Lancelin Training Area is 'tick central', you actually see the critters crawling on the ground. I fucking spew when I have to go there as I'm a tick magnet. Last time -years ago, the missus was digging out a few of the critters and one on the back of my right leg took over 12 months to heal. Did I tell you lot that they are cunts!

**Cutaway** · 06-02-2012, 01:29

Had Tick Bite Fever (Rickettsia conorii) from one of these little bastard arachnids and it's utter, utter shite.
Heavy-duty headaches, glands swollen like prize-winning gem squash, mega photophobia and a permanent feeling like you're recovering from a post mortem.

If you can be arsed there's gen about it here and here.
If you can't be arsed you may well have it already.

Treatment if caught in time is Tetracycline / Doxycycline, rest and no light. So that's no sunlight - or synthetic illumination - ie. no telly, no paperwork, neither reading nor writing. The radio becomes a very close, if low volume friend.

And the really good news is that long term immunity doesn't happen, as I discovered when back in the bush I met yet another of the twats which also happened to be carrying the Rickettsia conorii var pijperi germ.

**beagleboy** · 06-02-2012, 03:09

See, see, the little fuckers a walking everywhere.

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**Mark The Convict** · 06-02-2012, 03:17

'24 Hour Towing'? Do they drink fuel as well? Fucking hell!

**beagleboy** · 06-02-2012, 05:59

Originally Posted by Mark The Convict

'24 Hour Towing'? Do they drink fuel as well? Fucking hell!

I told ya the pricks are on the march......maybe our feral one could come on over and tow the cunts away. Fuck, my leg is playing up (itching like fuck at the bite spot) just thinking of the little turds.

**Mark The Convict** · 06-02-2012, 06:08

I've still got two lumps in my scalp from the LWC Canungra equivalents. One had crawled into the hood of my sleeping bag while I was away freezing to death on picquet. Came back, fell asleep, and was woken up by the throbbing feeling on the back of my head. 'Fuck it' I thought, 'It'll fall off after it's drunk enough blood', turned on my side and went back to sleep.

**goatrutar** · 06-02-2012, 06:16

Originally Posted by beagleboy

I told ya the pricks are on the march......maybe our feral one could come on over and tow the cunts away. Fuck, my leg is playing up (itching like fuck at the bite spot) just thinking of the little turds.

Fucking long drive that one. We have plenty of ticks here to tow away.

I remember the buddy system for tick removal. Had to pull a tick out of a mates arse crack. *shudder*. They always go for the fun spots. Armpits, ball sack/gooch and arse crack.

**beagleboy** · 06-02-2012, 06:18

I did an exercise over at Tin Can Bay, that's somewhere near you isn't it? Well I do remember the little critters then as well. Actually, I remember the 'buddy' system this time involved a female scab lifter and me sans pants.......err haven't worn jocks since a spotty 17 year old and the RMO said "you've got jock rash, bin the jocks and it'll cure up my lad", haven't worn jocks ever since. Missus fucking spews everytime we go out.

**Mark The Convict** · 06-02-2012, 06:35

Lovely, lovely Tinkers. We'd had our uniforms 'treated' with the issue tick 'repellant' before we went there; I looked down during a lesson to see a Fucking Great Tick cheerfully looking for a gap in my trousers, having already climbed about 3 feet of repellant-soaked fabric.

**goatrutar** · 07-02-2012, 01:08

Originally Posted by beagleboy

I did an exercise over at Tin Can Bay, that's somewhere near you isn't it? Well I do remember the little critters then as well. Actually, I remember the 'buddy' system this time involved a female scab lifter and me sans pants.......err haven't worn jocks since a spotty 17 year old and the RMO said "you've got jock rash, bin the jocks and it'll cure up my lad", haven't worn jocks ever since. Missus fucking spews everytime we go out.

Shoalwater bay? Never had the "privillege". We used to run around state forests. It'd be like most training areas. A shit pit.